Slaughter to the daughter все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Blessed By The BugI was born in the glitch
With a switchblade tongue
Got demons on call
And a bass that stuns
No god in sight
So I preach with fists,I bless with fight
Click-click — you logged in hell
The Sun Shoots FirstI didn’t cry when the casket dropped
Your justice? A circus — a noose that popped
You prayed for grief? — I brought you none
I am the void,I am the unmade one
The sun beats down inside my head
The sand cracks dry like brittle dead
I pulled the trigger — not for spite